Chen Ping hovered in midair, his purple eyes sweeping across the battlefield.
His divine sense covered the entire plaza; every fallen person, every torn defensive line, every desperate counterattack by Tianji Hall was clearly manifested in his senses.
After burning his essence blood, the Tianji Venerable had completely gone mad.
Every swing of the golden spear spared no effort, each move a fight aimed at mutual destruction.
He neither defended, nor blocked, nor dodged. Chen Ping’s sword energy struck him, leaving deep wounds visible to the bone, but he paid no attention, letting golden blood spray through the air as he thrust his golden spear back with even fiercer momentum.
Chen Ping could handle this kind of tactic.
The power of chaos suppressed the holy light. Although his cultivation was not as high as Tianji Venerable’s, if he dragged on, the one who would surely die would surely be Tianji Venerable.
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